Chapter 2

The Suburban House Wife Hockey Chronicles
Season II
Chapter 12
Friday October 22, 2010

Pre-game:After reading The Chronicles last week my angelic son informed me my helmet was in his room. Upon questioning said son for the reasons said helmet was in his room, his response was to inform me I did not find the helmet in time for my practice because I was not looking hard enough and maybe subconsciously I did not want to find it. Being the third child he has the ability to back pedal better and faster than most. I am sure his older siblings would agree. Most times he comes off looking like a seraph but in this case with the other two not living at home there was no one else to blame. There was no getting out of it. Besides he has two helmets of his own. Why was he messing with mine? I have yet to receive an adequate explanation.
My pre game routine this week consisted of making sure I have everything in my bag that I need to play hockey. Okay, okay maybe not play hockey, but be legal on the ice. Coffee, coffee, coffee. Wash, brush and perfume. Last but not least the diamonds.

Post-game:

There were only nine of us in practice today. Most had a passable excuse. The Terrier was no present, more on that later.

I was on time today and on the ice at 11:55am. I actually got a warm up. I skated around and around feeling pretty good about myself. I had on all my own equipment, I could see through my cage and I decided to use a bandana to keep the hair out of my face and it seemed to be working. After a few minutes of skating forward I decided to try my hand at skating backwards. I know I had trouble last year but this was a new season, a new coach and so I went for it.

Thirty seconds later coach came over. “What are you doing?’ he asked. “Skating backwards” I responded. Coach then launched into teaching me the fundamentals of how to skate backwards. He did not use difficult words and he backed everything up with visuals. I did everything he asked. Curiously He started from the beginning. For the second time I did what he asked. Then in a very positive voice he said I would make a great forward. I told him I play defence. He said “Oh..really????”

Practice consisted of drills which worked on several things at the same time. I’m not sure what they all were so I have to take coach’s word for it. For our last drill we did some complicated play and he was adamant we not rush the drill and we were not to skate at top speed.

Seriously? Obviously this guy’s new.

There was no scrimmage again today. Hurray!!! We worked on positions. After a few minutes working on positions coach felt it necessary to work on stopping. I don’t think I need to explain. So for the remainder of practice we did stopping drills.

I hope he is beginning to see the light and all this talk of playing a real game will stop.

Thoughts:
1. The Terrier did a no show just because. No reason. She sat at home drinking tea. I’m going to have to tighten the leash.
2. I will have a jill by next week. I won’t bore you with the details. Let's just say the area is now under threat.

Cheers
The Pylon